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Whether you’re living in a cold climate or just want to upgrade your home heating system, furnace replacement near me is something you should consider. It’s important to know the different types of furnaces, how to choose the right size, and how to find a reputable contractor to install them. With the right knowledge, you can ensure you get the best furnace replacement near me that meets your needs and budget.

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Professional Heating Installation Or Replacement may seem more costly initially, but it frequently results in long-term cost savings. HVAC systems installed correctly have fewer malfunctions, last longer, and operate more effectively, which translates into lower energy expenses, fewer repair bills, and higher return on investment. Experts also ensure that no portion of the system is overworked and that every component functions as intended. Thanks to this performance balance, the system can function successfully for many years, which also improves your return on investment.

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Why You Should Schedule a Furnace Tune-Up Before Winter Hits

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What Are The Signs That It's Time To Replace My Furnace In New Hampshire?

In New Hampshire, where winters can be harsh and prolonged, a reliable furnace is essential for comfort and safety. Here are signs that it may be time to replace your furnace:

Age: If your furnace is more than 15-20 years old, it's nearing the end of its lifespan. Older furnaces are less efficient and more prone to breakdowns.

Frequent Repairs: If you're constantly repairing your furnace or experiencing frequent breakdowns, the cumulative cost may exceed the price of a new system.

Rising Energy Bills: An inefficient furnace will cost more to operate. If your heating bills are increasing without a corresponding increase in usage, it may be time for a replacement.

Uneven Heating: If some rooms are significantly warmer or cooler than others, your furnace may not be distributing heat properly, indicating a potential need for replacement.

Yellow Pilot Light: A yellow pilot light instead of a blue one can indicate a dangerous carbon monoxide leak, which requires immediate attention and may necessitate furnace replacement.

Strange Noises: Loud noises, such as banging, rattling, or squealing, can indicate mechanical problems that may not be cost-effective to repair.

Poor Air Quality: If your furnace is causing an increase in dust or if you notice a musty smell, it may not be circulating air properly or could be in need of a new air filter at the very least.

Visible Rust or Soot: Rust or soot around the furnace can indicate corrosion or incomplete combustion, both of which can lead to inefficiency and safety hazards.

Cracked Heat Exchanger: A cracked heat exchanger is a serious issue that can lead to carbon monoxide leaks. Repairing it can be expensive, and it may be more cost-effective to replace the furnace.

Inadequate Capacity: If your furnace struggles to keep up with the heating demands of your home, especially during the coldest months, it may be too small for your space.

Outdated Technology: If your furnace lacks modern features like variable-speed blowers or smart thermostat compatibility, upgrading can improve efficiency and comfort.

Safety Concerns: Any safety issues, such as gas leaks or the production of harmful emissions, should prompt immediate action and possibly replacement.

When in doubt, consult with a licensed HVAC professional. They can provide a thorough assessment of your furnace's condition and help you make an informed decision about whether to repair or replace it.

For expert advice and reliable heating and cooling services in Salem, New Hampshire, contact Big AL's Services. Our team of licensed technicians can help you determine the best course of action for your furnace needs. Visit our Google Business Profile to learn more and schedule a consultation.

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Any Season Heating & Cooling: Your Trusted HVAC Contractor near me in the Des Plaines, IL area

Expert HVAC Contractor near you in the Des Plaines IL Area! When it comes to keeping your home comfortable in any season, having a reliable heating, ventilation, and air conditioning (HVAC) system is essential. In Des Plaines, IL, and the surrounding areas, “Any Season Heating & Cooling Company” is the name you can trust. Led by Owner Adnan Grifat, our HVAC services are dedicated to meeting all…

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We are the most reliable Heating Contractor in Bomoseen VT. With years of experience, we specialize in providing efficient and cost-effective solutions for all your heating needs. From repairs and maintenance to installations and replacements, we offer various HVAC services to keep your system functioning all year round. Moreover, we offer top-quality Plumbing services in Castleton VT. With a commitment to quality workmanship and customer satisfaction, we use the latest tools and techniques to ensure your plumbing system is running smoothly and efficiently. From leaky faucets to clogged drains, we'll fix it all without breaking the bank. So, whether you want to install an HVAC system or need to keep your plumbing system in top condition, contact us today.

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When you have a water heater at home, you will need water heater repair near me. Just like that when you have a furnace at home, you should have contact with someone who is good at repairing the furnace when needed. Even if it is running fine, you should oil the motor once every six months. This will enhance the life of the motor.

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Top Furnace Replacement Services Near Me

Furnace Installation Near Me: Finding the Best Local Experts When it comes to furnace installation, finding a reliable and professional service provider near you is crucial. A furnace is an essential component of your home’s heating system, and a proper installation ensures efficiency, longevity, and safety. Local experts understand the specific needs of your region and can provide tailored…

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Professional Heating Installation Or Replacement may seem more costly initially, but it frequently results in long-term cost savings. HVAC systems installed correctly have fewer malfunctions, last longer, and operate more effectively, which translates into lower energy expenses, fewer repair bills, and higher return on investment. Experts also ensure that no portion of the system is overworked and that every component functions as intended. Thanks to this performance balance, the system can function successfully for many years, which also improves your return on investment.

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Dinner and Dessert

Azriel x Pregnant! OC (Mira)

Word Count - 3.6k

Summary - as his mate's due date approaches, Az can't handle the sight of her pregnant body in a sundress without going a bit feral.

Warnings - light swearing, pregnancy, descriptions of pregnant body, breeding k!ink (if you squint), tons of sexual tension, explicit sex described (oral f recieving, fingering f recieveing, p in v)

Author's Note - This fic was written for being the clear winner of this poll. Also, a special dedication to my fellow monkey brain @chairofchaos for being with me every step of the way as I wrote this and for being so very strong and not allowing me to spoil it as it came together. Enjoy pookie. 😘

“We really should have planned this out better you know,” Mira’s voice echoed through the entryway as she descended the stairs. The shadows made a swirling lap around her body as she landed on the last step, Azriel gliding from the living room doorway to meet her. 

“Planned what out better, my love?”

“Being this pregnant in the middle of summer,” she sighed. “Nothing fits anymore and I’m constantly hot. I swear I’m carrying a tiny furnace in here at this point.” Mira’s hands slid over the large swell of her belly, tucking the drape of her dress under it as she cradled the weight from below.

Azriel’s eyes tracked the movement, flaring with heat when her hands found their resting place. The roundness of her belly on full display in the flowing fabric.

“That dress,” his voice rumbled, eyes lingering along her frame as his wings gave a slight tremble.

“Like I said, nothing fits anymore,” his mate twisted her lips in a pout. “The options are limited.” Releasing the hold on her stomach, Mira brought her hands up to the neckline, tugging it back to a more conservative height.

In a flash, Az’s hand stilled hers as he stepped closer, chest pressing against her exposed shoulder as he stood at her side. With his other hand, he replaced the hold she had along the bottom of that beautiful mound. The thin summer weight fabric allowed her to feel every ridge along his palm as it slid into place and she shivered in his hold from the sensation.

“I’m not complaining,” Az whispered as he bent to nuzzle along that dangerously low neckline. “But if you aren’t comfortable, you could always take it off.” With a tilt of his head, he peeked up from her cleavage that was threatening to spill out with a darkened stare.

“Azriel, stop,” she giggled with a push against his shoulder. “We’re going to be late.”

“It’s fine,” came his mumbled reply from between her generous breasts. “Let’s be late.” One of his hands now slipped to the small of her back, the curvature deepened with the weight she now carried. A low groan sounded from his chest.

Az had always loved his mate’s body. Every soft spot and curve and blemish. But something about the last months, watching everything about it change and grow with his child growing inside her, made him insatiable. The dress she was now wearing with the hem dancing along her feet and the waistline settling on the top of that bump, was the final straw. He was done for. 

Just as he began to bend at the knee to scoop her into his arms, she shoved against him once more. “Azriel, seriously. Stop,” she laughed. “This is probably the last family dinner I’ll be able to go to for a while. I want to go. I don’t want to be late.”

“Ok,” he sulked momentarily. “You’re right. To dinner we shall go then.” He gestured widely with his arm towards the door in a mocking tease. “But you know we could spare some time if you would just let me winnow us there.”

“Ugh,” she groaned. “I would prefer not to lose my appetite before dinner, thank you.” Ever since the pregnancy had neared its end, she couldn’t stomach winnowing any longer. The short step through the dark felt like more of a lurch and left her heaving afterwards and Az was entirely too nervous to fly with her in this state. “Besides, it's nice out - even if it is hot.”

“Fine. But we aren’t staying for dessert.” With a devilish grin, Azriel stooped to kiss his mate’s pouty lips. The hand along her back swept lower and with a start he pulled back, staring into her eyes with a look of shock.

“What?” she questioned with a furrowed brow.

“Mira, my love, are you –,” his hand explored a handful of her backside. “Are you not wearing any underwear?”

“Oh. Yeah,” she started as she made her way towards the door with a smug smile. “Those don’t fit anymore either.”

She let out another giggle as Azriel grumbled behind her, scrubbing one large hand down his face. “You’re fucking killing me.”

Thankfully, the walk to the River House was short enough that Mira wasn’t completely worn out. The entire way over she couldn’t help smiling as she noticed Azriel casually falling behind a few steps so he could get a long hard look at her backside as she walked. She may or may not have put a little more swagger in her already unsteady gait just for fun.

As she approached the front door, Azriel sidled up to her again. His hand slipped over her butt before settling low on her back, his fingers gently rubbing. Before she could even reach for the door handle, his other hand was once again cradling the underside of her protruding belly.

“What is with you today?,” she chuckled, nudging him with her shoulder.

“I can’t help it,” he smiled against her neck as he licked at the sheen of sweat that had gathered there. “You. This dress. Your beautiful belly with my baby inside. When I hold you like this, it feels like I’m holding my entire world in my hands.” He gave her a gentle tug as he settled his body closer, his hard length pressing through his clothing into her hip. Soft lips traveled up the side of her neck before nibbling at her earlobe. “It just does something to me,” he whispered.

“Az, honey,” Mira sang sweetly. “I’m starving.”

“Ok,” he said as he moved to stand behind her, his insistent hardness now pressing into her plump backside.

“We should go in.”

“Ok,” he mumbled against the back of her neck, hands now skimming over the flare of her hips.

“I need to open the door to do that.”

“Ok,” he whispered along one shoulder as both hands now cradled her belly. 

With a gentle lift he took the weight and shifted upward. The strain in her back instantly felt relief and the ache in her hips eased. The noise that left her was entirely involuntary as her hands gripped over his arms.

“Oooh, that feels so good,” she practically moaned and she felt his length twitch against her.

With a nip at her exposed shoulder, Az released his own sinful noise. “That is a very dangerous thing to say right about now.”

She didn’t even get the chance to respond as suddenly the door flung open. 

“I thought I heard someone out here,” Rhys said with a smirk, his violet eyes twinkling. “Dinner is ready if you are staying.”

“Yes, please,” Mira laughed as Rhys turned to head back inside and she moved to follow him. Azriel held back for just a moment as he adjusted himself outside on the doorstep.

Family dinner moved at a leisurely pace, much as it always did. Mira was in her element enjoying the conversation and food, laughing animatedly with their table mates. The night moved much too leisurely for Azriel however. He had begun the night with gentle touches, unable to keep his hands off his glowing mate. A hand along her thigh under the table, arm slung over the chair back caressing her shoulder with his fingertips, soft lips brushing the shell of her ear as he whispered to her.

Now, the touches were much more insistent and his leg bounced anxiously the entire time. A firm squeeze to her knee as Mira shifted in her seat, a sharp nibble to her shoulder as he tucked a pillow behind her back, a rough graze of his knuckles along her hip reminding him that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. Like he needed the reminder. It was all he could think about.

As the conversation died down and the plates were cleared away, Mira stood stretching out her aching back. Instantly, Azriel was at her side, one arm slipping around her waist as he began ushering her towards the door. 

“Az, slow down,” she huffed out a laugh as he fought to keep his strides from outpacing hers.

“I made chocolate torte,” Elain’s musical voice announced from the dining room behind them.

“Ooooh,” Mira sighed as she twisted out of Az’s hold before he could flare out a wing to stop her. “Chocolate!”

She didn’t even make it a single step in the opposite direction before one scarred hand encircled her wrist. With a tender tug, she was spun back around into her mate’s arms and pressed tight to his chest. A protest bubbled in her throat but before she could voice it, Azriel drowned it out with a hard sweeping kiss.

Relaxing against him, she felt the hand gripping the back of her head tighten as his tongue dove in, finding its way to hers. Tangling and twisting, the kiss deepened. With a reluctant groan, Az pulled his face back and gazed into his mate’s eyes gauging her reaction.

Mira noted it had gone eerily quiet as he had kissed her. Suddenly she understood why. They were no longer standing in the River House foyer, but instead in their own shared bedroom.

“I thought if I distracted you first it wouldn’t make you sick,” Azriel smirked a sly grin.

“It worked,” she said breathlessly, flashing hot all over for reasons other than the weather.

His lopsided smile grew as he watched the color flood her face. Bending, he scooped his mate up in his arms and with one large step moved to the bed, depositing her squarely in the middle. 

Before she could get her elbows underneath herself to sit up some, he was tearing at his clothing. Belt ripped from his waistband followed quickly by his pants.

“Don’t move,’ he warned in a sultry tone as he watched her trying to pull herself up. The buttons of his shirt met their demise as they popped off with a tug.

Mira giggled as she heard them pop and hit the floor somewhere in the room. “I’m not even undressed.”

“Keep it on,” Azriel growled. 

Pulling her elbows from beneath herself, she fell back on the bed, watching as he began to crawl toward her. His large hand quickly found the hem of her dress that was now pushed up around her knees. Worming its way underneath, his skin met hers and before she knew it he was pushing against the inside of one leg.

She didn’t resist, knees parting as she made room for his body to settle between them. With a quick flutter of fabric, he disappeared, head buried underneath her dress and burrowing between her thighs.

A small sound of surprise squeaked out of her at his quickness, but it was covered immediately with a sharp gasp. In just a couple passes of his tongue, Azriel was at her clit and circling that sensitive bud. The grip on her hips increased as he moaned into her folds, the vibration caused her breath to shudder.

“I thought about this all through dinner,” he rumbled before lapping insistently at her arousal. “You. Completely bare. Ready and waiting for me under this dress.” He accentuated his words with hard passes of his tongue between them.

Mira’s breaths were hardly more than quick pants now as his tongue continued those circles with ferocity. Dipping down to gather more of her arousal along his tongue, she let out a whining moan.

Tongue returning to its task, one hand released her leg and snaked its way to her entrance, fingertips teasing.

“Az,” she whimpered.

Slowly, he began pressing a finger into her core. 

“Az, wait,” she panted. “Hold on a second.”

He felt her shifting her hips within his grasp as he flipped her dress off of his head. 

“What’s wrong?” His voice carried a hint of panic as he noticed one of her arms cradling her belly.

“I need to move,” she shifted her hips once more in an effort to slide onto her side. “I can’t breathe well on my back like this.”

His panic subdued, he quickly raised himself up into a kneel and helped her to roll more comfortably on her side. Leaning to grab a pillow, he had her lift a bit so he could tuck in beneath her belly for support.

“Better?” he asked with a tender trailing sweep of his hand over her stretched skin. 

“Much,” she sighed contented. “You can continue.”

Azriel belted out a ringing laugh. “Gladly, my love.”

Pulling her bottom leg straight out along the bed, he laid himself across the end of the mattress. Mira lifted her top leg as Az laid his head on the pillow of her thigh. Grabbing her lifted leg under the knee, he propped it against his body so that her foot was planted against his ribs before tucking his arm over it. 

“Now where was I?” he pondered aloud. “Here?” He lapped one long strip through her folds.

“Or, maybe it was –,” another pass of his tongue had him barely grazing her clit. “Here?”

“Azriel, don’t tease,” she pleaded as she dug her heel into his ribcage. 

“Yes, it was here,” he smiled wickedly to himself. With the same quickness as before, Az dove back in like a starved male. Driving his tongue against that throbbing bud, he brought his fingers back to her entrance. 

Now able to draw in a full breath, Mira was gasping and moaning with intensity with each flick against her. He couldn’t keep up with the arousal that dripped from her, coating his fingers as he inserted two of them fully. 

“Ah! Yes-Az” She cried out loudly, gripping the sheets in front of her face.

Setting a solid steady pace with his hand, he drew her clit between his lips and pulled, creating suction against it as he flicked against it. 

Her cries became a scream as the leg propped against him trembled. Pulling his other arm from beneath him, he reached up, gliding his palm along her taut stomach and pressed gently where he knew she felt that familiar tightening sensation. 

Her back arched and pressed her belly deeper into his palm. Azriel felt the beginning ripples of her climax roll over his fingers from inside her. With a pull, he curled them. 

That’s when all the breath left her. The pressure against that sweet spot inside left her hanging on a gasping cry. Every muscle in her back and legs tensed in unison as that white hot pleasure crashed through her.The intense clench of her walls pulsed over his fingers. The sweeping ripple through her belly against his palm made him pant out in surprise. As she came down from that peak, Az gave one light pass of his tongue over her clit, feeling her jolt against him before pulling his face back and slowly withdrawing his fingers.

Easing her leg from over his body, he brought himself up and curled his body around her from behind. Sweeping her hair away from her neck, Az nestled his lips against her heated skin, the tips of his fingers trailing lightly over her side. Mira was still slowing her labored breath as she pressed a palm to the side of her clothed belly.

“Does it hurt?” Az asked with a slightly worried tone.

“No,” she sighed contentedly. “It was just - intense.” She let out a satisfied hum as his palm replaced hers, finding that tight muscle with ease. 

Wiggling deeper into the mattress, she felt his still adamant hardness pressed against her. “What are you thinking about back there?” She laughed, arching her butt against him.

“You already know the answer to that,” he said gruffly into her neck. After a beat of pause he brought his lips to the shell of her ear. “What are you thinking about?”

He felt her tremble as his breath coasted over that sensitive spot and he couldn’t resist giving it a teasing lick as well.

“Mmm,” she groaned, pushing back against him harder. “I’m thinking about – chocolate.” Her merry laugh rang through the space as Az huffed his own amusement against her temple. “Among other things,” she said in a low tone. Reaching her arm back, she grazed her nails along his hip, the brush of her skin causing him to buck against her involuntarily.

“Help me,” she said as her hand left his hip and grabbed the fabric bunched around her hips. “It’s too hot for this.”

Pushing into a kneel once more, Az helped her maneuver the dress from her body, revealing more and more of her full frame as he did. Tossing the dress to the floor, he paused for a moment, kneeling behind her bent knees in awe.

Fully exposed and still laying on her side, every voluptuous asset was on full display. His hands explored the access this position afforded him. Every curve that drove him wild easily reached. Her heavy breasts that filled his palms, her ample ass that jiggled when he grabbed it, her firm belly that held their child within. His child. 

With a teasing bite to her luscious thigh, Az once again pulled her lower leg straight before straddling his legs over it. Grabbing her other ankle, he wrapped her leg around his waist, holding it firmly above his hip bone. 

Shifting closer, he notched his length against her exposed entrance. His hand smoothly followed the curve of her butt before dipping into the arc of her lower back. That deepened well, strained with the weight of the child she carried left him powerless. 

As he pushed his hips against her arousal slicked core and entered her fully, Mira moaned. And Azriel whimpered. 

He had known all along that this moment would be his undoing. He had ensured that she received her pleasure first and foremost before he buried himself in her warmth knowing that he was unlikely to hold out. As his hips found their rhythm, he folded himself over, nuzzling at her breast with a moan. 

The tight pull of his climax was building in intensity with each thrust. He held back his need to drive himself harder, relishing in the pleasure of his soft rhythm. Mira’s arm snaked under his chest attempting to reach between her parted thighs. With her belly in the way, she couldn’t find purchase against the aching need that pulsed there. Lifting up slightly, Az threw her arm over his shoulder and replaced her reach with his own, thumb dancing deliciously against her clit. 

She began writhing underneath him, her quiet pants and sultry moans building in intensity until he felt her fluttering around him. He no longer held back, pushing himself desperately into her with a snap of his hips. Her arm grasped against his back, scratching at the space between his wings. 

“Az. Az. Az,” she moaned breathlessly with each thrust he gave. He couldn’t bring himself to produce any sound in return, every bit of his energy concentrated on the feeling of her walls constricting his twitching length. Another thrust and she was coming apart beneath him, clenching hard around him. One more and his own release was barreling through him.

Her name left his lips in a cry. Every pulse of release stole his breath further until he collapsed on top of her gasping for air.

Moments passed as they collected their breath before Az shifted into a roll carefully avoiding landing his weight on his mate’s belly and settled in front of her. Her middle pressed against his own, his hand swept tenderly back and forth over it. Her eyes slipped closed and her breath evened out into the quiet pattern of almost sleep.

“Tired?” he asked, brushing the hair from her face. 

“Mhm,” she replied in a sigh, rubbing her cheek into his palm.

Azriel remained as he was, hand cradling her face as he stared at his mate in wonder. His mate. His partner through life. The mother of his child. 

“I’ll be right back,” he said as he removed his hand and replaced it with a kiss. Mira just gave another throaty noise in response, not bothering to open her eyes.

Some minutes later, Mira was awoken from slumber as Azriel cursed to himself. Popping her eyes open she watched as he stumbled through the bedroom door, arms laden with a tray in one hand and a steaming mug in another. Kicking the door shut behind him with his heel she noticed he was once again fully dressed. 

“Where did you go?” she asked sleepily as she pulled herself up to sitting, dragging the blanket Az had left over her up around her chest. 

“I felt bad that I made you skip dessert,” he smiled at her as he lowered the tray over her lap. Upon the tray sat half of Elain’s chocolate torte, still in its original pan, two forks laid across the empty half. 

“Oh, Azriel,” she brightened with delight, grabbing his face as he bent to place the mug on the tray as well. “I love you. I love you. I love you,” she giggled as she peppered his face with kisses. 

Turning back to the tray, she snatched the torte pan and settled it squarely on top of her round belly, digging in expeditiously. 

“Mmm,” she moaned, closing her eyes as she savored the rich taste.

“It almost sounds like the chocolate is better than the sex,” Az teased as he climbed into bed next to her. 

“Oh,” she laughed. “It’s definitely up there,” she held her thumb and forefinger apart barely touching as she squinted at him.  “A very close second I’d say.”

Az released a booming laugh before he too grabbed a fork and settled in for dessert.

[lavendertales]

traces of beskar || Din Djarin x f!reader**

summary: on a very hot day, you find yourself craving something rather unexpected that has both you and Din equally needy.

word count: 920

warnings (as requested by anon below): face sitting/cunnilingus, male masturbation, further allusions to sex, established relationship.

AGELESS/EMPTY BLOGS & MINORS WILL BE BLOCKED!

A/N: feedback is always much appreciated ❤️

You’re not entirely sure how you got in this predicament. Truth be told, the afternoon is pretty hazy to you; all you know with certainty is that making a pit stop near the lava springs had been a necessary evil, and now you’ve been sweating for hours. Even more so when Din fueled up the ship, grunting and cussing under his breath as he did so.

Maybe it was a way to cool off, your subconscious tries to convince you as your hips press down steadily on the metal.

Now, as you find yourself atop of him in the cockpit, naked from the waist down and eagerly grinding down on his helmet, you think maybe this pit stop hadn’t been that terrible.

You’re not even sure why you wanted to do this in the first place. Sure, sitting on Din’s face isn’t a foreign concept at all, but riding his helmet while he can do nothing but knead the flesh of your ass till it bruises and watches your slick pussy please itself on the beskar certainly is new.

Din is speechless; all he can do is admire the sight, taking it in, and grunt. He’s never felt more constricted by his own armor, but he’s never enjoyed anything more than this. Whenever you moan and reach between your legs to play with your clit, Din grows harder, his own grunts modulated and shaky. This is undoubtedly the best view he has ever had the honor of being blessed with, and he already knows he’s gonna want to do this again and again. It’s lewd, borderline obscene and filthy, and yet his mouth waters uncontrollably, more so at the thought of you getting off on a piece of him. His tongue lunges forward in a feeble attempt to taste, but he only senses beskar. He could see you clenching almost, and it’s debilitating to be so close, yet so far.

His hand reaches past the waistband of his pants, almost gasping as he hastily pulls all fabrics down and takes himself in hand.

“Oh, fuck,” he hears you whimper.

You picked up the pace, probably having found the right rhythm to treat your neediest spot. His grunts are concomitant with yours and the sounds emerging from both of you are a mixture of erotic, dirty, needy, anything you can possibly think of, it’s right here, locked in this moment.

There is only so much a man can take, however. Fucking his own hand is both incredible and insufficient. So he chooses the next best thing.

Gloved hands harshly grab your hips, lifting you off the helmet.

“Din, please—“

“Shh.”

“I want—“

“I know what you want, cyare, me too. Just give me a second.”

“I was close.”

You’re on the verge of crying in frustration but you gasp out loud when the rather cold beskar is replaced by lips. The realization that Din has you pressed against his face is dawning on your, sending electric waves down your spine. His mouth is a hot furnace against your pussy, and when he grabs your ass again, moving you more against him, you surrender any power of control you ever had the illusion of holding.

“Oh m-my—Din—“

His tongue is lapping dutifully against your folds, his nose nudging your clit, and you desperately need something to grab onto, but there’s nothing. There’s nothing but you and him and this moment of desperate need of ecstasy.

For a while, the only sounds echoing in the ship are ragged breaths, shaky moans and a faint glib noise emerging from in between your legs. Sweat drips down the small of your back, your mind emptied of all thoughts besides Din’s skilled mouth, and your body cries, aches for him. He’s working you open like no trace of beskar ever could, and this you both know. His helmet lies somewhere to the side, thrown hastily and carelessly in Din’s chase of goodness. Sometimes you think that being able to feel him like this, so intimately and up-close, is far more important and personal than seeing his face.

“Din—!”

You try to warn, but he only grabs your ass cheeks tighter, thus pressing you down on his face even more—if possible—and rides out your orgasm. You ride his face shamelessly, seizing on his mouth as waves of pleasure rip through you. The force of your orgasm takes you out, making it too debilitating to make any sound or to open your eyes while Din’s tongue keeps lapping at your core, collecting every ounce of arousal he can find. He’s insatiable when it comes to you, almost feral, and the thought alone can make you come again.

“Hmm—“you hear him mumble in between your legs, almost as if he’s smacking his lips together on purpose. “No better taste.”

You chuckle. “You okay down there?”

“Cyare, I could drown here and it’d be the best day of my life.”

Flustered, you suppress your chuckle this time and reach around to find his cock out of its confinements, hard as it can be. When you wrap your hand around it, Din winces.

“Let’s take care of you now, shall we?” you tease.

You barely start to jerk him off when you’re being maneuvered so that you’re on the floor, with Din atop of you.

“Later,” Din groans as his own hand is wrapped around his erection, guiding it to your swollen folds. “I wanna feel you come on my cock this time.”

tags: @pedrostories